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Regret

I spend my time advocating and justifying when I should be interrogating my intentions and my stresses and why they aren't present when I'm sitting and dreaming waiting for someone else to happen. I'm watching the way you're absolutely ridiculous and captivating my attention and perhaps that is my intention: a brilliant reaction to a traction of physics for a fraction of a second I'll remember your visits. I'll think and I'll shove your face out of my mind but it sneaks to the back and lingers there over time. I can't feel your touch. But I'm receiving a hunch. I think you're going to lead me to disaster. You will trick me and decieve me and I'll fall for it. That's fine. You and I were never a "we". It's a good thing your actions will never affect me.